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A vase of 20 roses was on my desk when I walked in Wednesday morning. Then in the game, I found a wrapped present with more flowers in it for my little pirate. Rob is making this the most romantic Valentine's Day ever.
I am not worthy.
I'm glad this is the last weekend I have to live without him. (Barring his untimely death.) Go, visa, go!
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